**_Jackson and Scarlett were at the club while Solomon sat in the apartment reading- well with his hands.

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_**Jackson stood at the bar swirling his beer and looking over at Scarlett and her Paloma cocktail. Accompanying her was a guy, a different, guy.

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They danced and danced while Jackson’s eyes got narrower and darker by the second.

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Then a loud crack, followed by a smash was heard. The club went silent, Scarlett staring at Jackson with wide, almost teary eyes.

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The one thing that scared Scarlett most, was someone dear to her wounded…

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Jackson gazed down at his hand dripping with bear and blood, with a hints of broken glass.

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He had crushed the glass bottle with his hand.

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Just because, she was dancing with another man…